Tiger
By Calum D
Published 17 September 2015
Stalking, pacing.
Heart racing.
Razor claws,
Armed paws.
Diabolical glare,
Golden scare,
Fearsome stripes,
Thwack!
He swipes.
A feared foe...
But mine came with a bow.
All wrapped up
Under the tree,
Snuggling with me.
Sometimes, as the light catches his glassy eyes,
I see the glimmer
His whiskers quiver
My pulse quickens
His fur glistens
And I wonder...